Real Mulligan [Crownkiller Mulligan]

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[Image Description: Two panels. On the left a book and a lance are in frame, the book looking handmade with loose papers and various stickers of card suite markings. Specifically: A Spade, a Heart, and a Diamond.}

When you open your eyes, there's a nurse talking to a tall person of ambiguous nature holding a package. Are they a bat? A dragon? Some kind of dog? Their uniform screams that of a registered courier but it's too grungy to be someone of the crown.

There's.. a sword through their chest? Is that safe?
 
You look to your side table, your belongings nice and neat despite the wear and tear. Fight really did do a number on you.

The courier turned their gaze toward you.
 

[Image Description: A delivery person of ambiguous species with a snout, pointed ears, and a little smirk holding a package.}

Courier: Ah good, you're awake! Doc said you're recovering pretty well so I'm here to give proper introductions and help sort yourself out for now.
 
Tiles: Sort me out as in...?

Courier: Figure out where you want to go from here, offer you a potential job here maybe? Shocked me Gally and Starman called me in to help handle cleanup, really did in a lot of the king's men and well... it's impressive work. Scary, but impressive.

The courier in front of you suddenly starts to sweat.

Courier: When I say scary I don't mean like, we're terrified of you so much as like-

Tiles: No, I think it's good you heed caution. Potential ally or not, you're taking on someone who some would consider to be a mass killer.

Courier: Well.. yes, I suppose that's true. But those men have been terrorizing folks here for a long time, can't help but be thankful. You know?

Tiles: Mm.. are their bodies hidden?

Courier: Disposed altogether, they'll never be found.

Tiles: Dog tags?

Courier: Smelted into weights.

Tiles: You're very efficient for being in a town without a proper militia..

Courier: Have to be self efficient when the crown doesn't have any love for us...

Tiles: Mm..

Courier: You from the guild in Pences per chance? The one that um...

Tiles: Got burned down, yes. I'm the last knight of Tiles...

Courier: Then it's true? Everyone else-

Tiles: Walked out, defected, or burned with the venue.

Courier: Condolences...

Tiles: No, I'd much rather you ask directly.. the last thing I'd want is for them to be another group of the forgotten... can I get a name from you?

Courier: I'm just Courier here, nothing formal.

Tiles: And... you're also-

Courier: A Courier, very much-

You raise your hand just enough to reach the sword going through its torso.

Courier: What are you doing-

TIles: I'm curious about that. Could I-

Courier: D-don't pull it out!

Tiles: Then it's real?

Courier: Mmm, part of me. Long story for now but-

Tiles: Living blade. Pierced through a living vessel, now controlling it.

Courier: Mmhmm. You're familiar then?

Tiles: Just through reading, you aren't local around here though..

Courier: No. Not sure how I got here honestly but one day I woke up to being mounted on a wall. Prop for a pub behind the main bar. One day Starman and Gally are around, get into a fight with a crown mole and the latter decided to improvise-

Tiles: So that body of yours-

Courier: Belonged to the enemy, yes. I-It's not a worry or anything, just-

Tiles: Relax, it looks quite good on you.

Courier: Y-you really think so?

Tiles: Eyes are too sincere to be anything but yours. There's a very trustworthy quality to you.. to everyone I've met here so far.

Courier: That's good then?

Tiles: Terrifies me, worries me you'll be taken advantage of one day but...

You shake your head at the courier.

Tiles: Get me situated, I'd like to talk to whoever's in charge proper when possible.

Courier: The Starman?

Tiles: Mm..

Courier: They're uh.. out on a job right now, talking to a potential arms maker to potentially join our cause. I was planning to meet them but.. maybe it'd be fine? Just keep a low profile.

Tiles: Of course.. is it a long trip?

Courier: Not at all, but.. how about you get your things prepped and I'll show you what I mean.